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Hromoplast

(( wasn't that sick - kinda loved it too xD ))

"You sick bastard!", Peter yelled as the doctor took a skin sample from Gray's leg. "Shouldn't you cover it with Iodine ?"
The doctor just smiled and continued to move over to the entrance. He looked and acted so sadistically, but Peter didn't really care as he left them alone and out of their cells. He asked Gray: "Can you walk?"

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FROMtheGRAVE

((I did that cause some people can be upset at stuff like that, but yeah, it wasn't that sick. I've had a lot more bloodier posts and demented posts than that. ))

Grayson watched as the doctor walked away with the sample of skin. Grayson could clearly see the doctor stick the piece of skin in his mouth, presumably to lic it, or taste it. A shiver ran down Grayson's spine, he knew he was lucky that the doctor only took a sample from him.

Grayson looked up towards Peter when he asked if he could walk. Grayson simple nodded as he proceeded to wipe the blood from his wound away with the hand towel.

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Hromoplast

(( the skin licking part was more wicked to me ))

"Ok, then, Grayson. Where are we going now? You said you think you know the way off of this island", Peter asked slowly, still keeping his eye on the crazy doctor. He was walking down the hallway with cells on both sides, and he was slapping the bars with Gray's skin sample. Peter felt disgusted and felt his breakfast coming up his throat, but managed to keep it there.

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FROMtheGRAVE

"The-there's a route th-through the c-cell block d-d-D. It le-eads outsi-side the is-sland." Grayson said, his voice shaky from the crazed doctors actions. He knew that what he was saying would take them to hell and back. Cell Block D was home to the crazed inmates, well, the ones that were crazier than himself.

They were locked down in the lowest level of the island, going there would be dancing with the demons themselves. Grayson knew that, and so did everyone that heard what he said. It was going to be a nightmare.....

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Hromoplast

Cell Block D... Peter knew what that meant. He heard many stories about that place, how doctors and nurses disappeared there and how their bloody remains were discovered in empty cells. How the most severed minds of the whole island.
It wasn't strange that most of the medical staff on the island went over to Block D only to feed the poor souls and ran out as fast as they could when their job was done. "Holy crap. Are you sure there is a way out over there? Cause I don't wanna go there for nothing!", Peter said to Grayson. He look sharp into his eyes and was interrupted by a sudden flash.

He was in a living room of a house. An older couple was sitting in a couch. The man was reading a book and his wife was knitting. Peter watched them with caution. Suddenly the man stood up, and seeing him said: "Son, come sit with me and your mother." Peter looked deep into his dark eyes, but the picture got blurry and was slowly replaced by the picture of Greyson sitting on the bed in front of him.

Peter shook his head and took his medications from Delaney. He didn't want to get skitzophrenia while in block D. He then realized that there was still a cigar in his mouth, so he asked Delaney again to light up his cigar.

(( yo, jane, you have enough time to continue playing with us? ))

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FROMtheGRAVE

Grayson nodded, "I-it's the on-only wa-ay out, un-n-n-nle-ess you wan-an-ant to -sta-ay here." Grayson said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Grayson slolwy stepped off the bed. His feet slipping on the blood that covered the cold cement floor.

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Hromoplast

His cigar lit, Peter was feeling good where he was. He sat next to Gray and offered him a smoke.
Peter could imagine how it would be living outside again. It wasn't really a life for him, but he knew that they couldn't stay here either. It was quite a dilemma that was going in his head. He looked over at Gray, then at Delaney, and realized that they could live somewhere together, the three of them. He just hoped the other two wanted to accept that idea... Especially Delaney, as she became dear to him, from the moment she let him out of his cell.
He pulled another smoke.
There was one thing still missing here. Whiskey! He hadn't had a nice, cold, sip of whiskey in years, and it was one of the many things he missed from the outside world...
"Shall we move on, or you want to get a hold of yourself first?", he said to Grayson, and showed him the cigar again "Want a smoke?"

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bloodyjane22345

( sorry guys been at skoooool, soooooooo ill post more)
Delaney watched as the doctor walked away with the peice of skin in his mouth. She was disgusted, she turned and looked at grayson and peter. She just wanted to get out of the damned asylum.
"are we gunna rest or go?"
She looked around then at peter, she was no longer concerned about grayson but had a new concern, for all of them.

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